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uff happens, and Remus agrees, partially, to the baby.

I'd spent most of the morning 'Go Gadget Brain'-ing in a heartfelt attempt to keep my precious Remus Lupin inside the house and not gallivanting around the country for Dumbledore. I still hadn't forgiven him for his last mission – he came in 4 hours later than the time he'd told me he would, and then he pretended like he'd done nothing wrong... in which time I'd decided that he had died in an awful accident and was on my way to making a poison to soothe the pain of living a life without him.

Though, to be quite honest, I believe my new-super-duper-schemey-weemy-don't-let-him-leave-my-sight-master-plan succeeded without hitch, apart from the fact he was pissed off rather than turned on. But I was Sirius Black, I could work with that.

"Padfoot, let me go right now!" he growled, free hand clawing at the metal I'd locked him to the bed with.

The back of my hand caressed his flushing cheeks and I placed a dainty kiss on his lips.

"Oh, Remmie, honey, what would be the fun in that?" I grinned, stepping back out of reach so only the tips of his fingers could brush against my clothing as he writhed about on the bed in a failing attempt to attack.

"Come closer so I can beat you up, you oversized fleabag!"

I swivelled my head and flashed him wounded glance. "You words stab me with the pain of a thousand daggers. I'm hurt..."

"You're hurt? I'm the one tied to the bed by my nut-job fiancé! If youthink we're ever going to get a child when this is how you treat me, you've got another thing coming!"

My head cocked to the side and I threw myself on the bed beside him, bending my neck a little to press my nose against his hair and absorb his sweet scent.

"Come on, Remsicles, don't be like that... I just don't want you out there in that horrible world, getting injured: I'm doing this for your protection..." I paused, smirking, and huffed out a little laugh that blew his hair askew. "Besides, it's one of my top 5 fantasies. Anyway, if we're going to have a child you need to know how to look after yourself."

His eyes shifted to glare at me. "And the last time you washed and shaved was...?"

"That's beside the point..." I hissed, slowly sliding my hand up to secretly fell my chin.

When I was finally able to abandon him, I was going to have a nice long shower and a good shave and come back fresh and sexy for his pleasure.

"That's exactly the point! Don't tell me to look after myself if you can't either!"

I twisted to sit cross legged on his stomach and folded my arms, pulling 'the face' as the old hag used to call it when I was a child. "If you're going to get angry about everything, the kid won't like you and they come running to me saying 'why is daddy such an angry poo?'"

"And when you cuff them to the bed I'll be the one they'll come running to and I'll be able to say 'I know, darling. He did it to me once. He's a psychopath you see!' and therefore I'll be a much better parent than you" He said triumphantly, nodding his head as if to further instate the point.

I grinned, shaking my head, and pecked his lips, breathing down on him "Oh, I wouldn't cuff them to the bed – that's strictly reserved for my gorgeous, wonderful, sexy Remus Lupin. What sort of a man-"

"Dog," he corrected.

"-being do you think I am?"

"A psychotic one?" he replied, looking at me like an innocent child and then gave a frightful yank on the metal, wincing as he did so.

A grin made its way across my features and I shook my head, tousling his hair. "If you struggle, you're only going to hurt yourself."

"Let me go or God help me I will cut open your stomach open and laugh as you entrails spill out all over this awful interior design!"

I shuffled up his torso and bent down closer to his face. "Oh, Rems, I love it when you get all sexy and threatening like that. Makes me want to gobble you up whole."

My head moved forward to give him a long passionate kiss, but instead my lips ended up on his cheek, leaving a wet mark.

"Stop rejecting me or you'll never be free..."

"Then so be it!"

I slid off him, curling up to the side in my animagus form and gazing at him from over my bushy tail.

"What do you want? Because me, I want to be free, to go save the free wizarding world from almost certain demise and all you wanted was to chain your fiancé to a bed when if you'd asked nicely, when he got back he would've happily met you there anyway."

I rolled onto my back, grinning, tongue lolling out of the side of my mouth as my tail beat about against the bed cloth. He lifted a hand and gave a comforting scratch to my stomach.

"You know, I think I prefer you as a dog," he smirked. "Firstly, no opposable thumbs to chain people up with. Two, no speech. Three, you're cuddly. Four, you can't nag me about having kids and five, you're a lot more loving."

My paws patted at my head in embarrassment. 'You're cuddly' would have done just fine for me. But the rest...

"Can you free me now please?" He sighed, removing my paws and giving me a hard look.

I changed back and licked his cheek.

"Nah, sorry baby-cakes, but we're talking and I like it. That's why I can't let you go..." Then an exciting thought bounced into my head, making me jump to life. "Hey, when we get the kid, what'll we call it?"

"I don't know... I'm not sure we're even doing this yet... I mean, are we going to find a surrogate mother or are we going to adopt or what?"

"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn. A kid's a kid and that's that. It will be our and we'll love it to bits and it'll be the best child going!"

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